There is a bamboo forest outside the Taoist temple, with stone benches, stone tables and other objects in the forest. At this moment, the breeze is coming, and the bamboo leaves are rustling. The air in the forest is fresh and refreshing. ~ Follow~ Dream~ Small~ Say~щ~suimеng~lā

If it weren't for a middle-aged Taoist priest standing opposite, Ye Xian would have closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and felt the gift of nature.

Taoist robe! She was unhappy when she looked at this outfit. Especially Qiu Ye's expression was similar to Yuan Shou, and she looked calm and gentle.

Zhao Nan whispered: "This is someone else's territory, don't act emotionally."

Yuan Shou was the "gutter" and shame that Ye Xian had capsized for the first time. She had never won the battle, but she didn't expect to be deceived by a little Taoist priest.

You lied to me, I lied to you, and then calculated, but I don’t know how much true feelings we can be left with each other.

Ye Xian walked over straight, Zhao Nan followed closely behind, and Lao Jia lowered his head and looked absent-minded.

The news brought by Ye Xian was too shocking. At first, Lao Jia subconsciously thought it was impossible. Taoist Master Qiuye could not do such a thing, but Miss Ye and Ling'er were originally ignorant. Why did he tell such a lie? As the saying goes, flys do not bite seamless eggs. What did Taoist Master Qiuye do back then?

When he walked closer, Qiuye pointed to the stone bench and said, "Miss Ye, Mr. Zhao, please sit down, Lao Jia, please sit down too, please listen to me."

Lao Jia looked at the two sitting down calmly, and he had to sigh, sit aside, look at Qiu Ye and ask, "We are old friends for more than 20 years. If you have anything to do, you can't lie to me."

Qiuye smiled bitterly: "I just lied to you in that one thing. I didn't expect that I would have to face it in the end for so many years. Miss Ye, where did you know Ling'er and me...those things?"

After asking, Ye Xian frowned slightly.

Everyone in the world does not say that the strange powers are in chaos. It is natural for this Taoist priest to capture ghosts and eliminate evil spirits. If he had said that he had seen the soul of Linger, what would he do?

Seeing Ye Xian showing dismay, Zhao Nan explained: "Secretary Wu is more clear about which industry we are in."

Xiao Wu explained to Qiuye: "Senior brother, these two people said that they were what Ling'er said, I think it would be a lie. I can trust them."

Ye Xian looked at Xiao Wu lightly and said nothing.

Old Jia became excited and stood up: "What did Ling'er say to you, what did she say?"

"Miss Ling'er said that she was in love with Taoist Master Qiuye that year, and the night when the accident happened, she made an appointment with Taoist Master to meet by the ancient well."

Zhao Nan said slowly, while Ye Xian stared at Qiuye with a decent look.

"Ah, so that's it, so you didn't dare to meet in Shangyingpan, so you went to Zhongyingpan? Qiuye, it turned out that you had been with Ling'er for a long time... but why didn't you say it?"

Lao Jia's voice trembled, obviously extremely excited.

"Because I see your eyes, as long as Ling'er appears, you never miss your eyes. I know your thoughts about Ling'er. After Ling'er had an accident, I was scared and timid. I had concealed it for twenty-two years. That day, Ling'er and I made an appointment to meet by the ancient well."

"But you pushed her into the well and drowned."

Ye Xian's voice was cold, and Xiao Wu couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

"No, it wasn't what I did. I didn't find her when I went there. I waited for a while but still didn't see her. I thought she might have something to come, so I left. When I left, I turned back to look at the soapberry tree and looked at the well. She might be in the well at that time, but I didn't know at all!"

Qiuye closed her eyes, and the scene of that night appeared in front of her again.

The transparent moonlight enveloped everything. The soapcorn tree at the entrance of Zhongyingpan Village was covered with shadows, hanging many mature soapcorns. The wellhead of the old well was dark and I couldn't see what was inside. The moon, the moon that night and the soapcorn tree saw everything!

His voice fell: "I was very angry. I was a very proud person when I was young. At that time, I thought Ling'er had made an appointment with me but didn't come. I left in anger. If I could look into the well, maybe she would still be alive."

"Miss Ling'er said you pushed her down. She wanted to figure out why this happened."

Ye Xian stared at Qiu Ye tightly. The man's eyes were full of pain, but was he really trustworthy? In Ye Xian's heart, Taoist priests were all cunning guys.

"Me? Why did she say that?" Qiuye was very surprised.

"If Miss Ling'er had been pushed from behind and fell into the well at that time, she had not seen who pushed her, so she thought it was my senior brother..."

Xiao Wu interrupted.

"Since you can't see who pushed me, why did she insist that it was Taoist Qiuye who did it?"

Zhao Nan asked.

Xiao Wu looked at Qiuye, and Lao Jia pointed at Qiuye and shouted, "Okay, okay, you are so tight-lipped. You have been hiding me for twenty-two years. What am I in your heart? Is a fool right?"

"Old Jia, don't be excited. I really didn't lie to you on purpose. It's just that at that time, I was young at that time, and I was afraid of rumors, so I didn't dare to admit that Ling'er's lover was me."

Qiuye lowered her head, looking guilty.

"No wonder you paid for grandma to bury her later, but that's what happened."

Old Jia woke up from his dream and muttered to himself.

It turned out that after Ling'er had an accident, Grandma Ling'er told Lao Jia about Ling'er's actions before leaving home. She thought Ling'er had a secret lover and she went to the entrance of Zhongyingpan Village to meet that person.

Lao Jia repeatedly investigated but couldn't find who the person was. Later, after seven days, Ling'er committed suicide. Taoist Qiuye spent money to bury the old lady. At that time, everyone praised Taoist at the age of young but kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and a good person. No one guessed that he was Ling'er's lover.

"I was young and arrogant at that time. I was also the eldest disciple of the head. I gradually lost myself in the flattery of my junior brothers. I like Ling'er. She was as pure as a spring in the mountains, but she was also a country girl. I was a senior disciple of a famous and upright sect. I dare not let others know about her relationship with her. So when I learned that Ling'er had an accident, I was in great pain and didn't dare to say anything. Later, after several years of torture, I decided to give up the position of the head disciple and be an idle cloud and wild crane, which was also a punishment for myself."

Qiuye's tone was calm. After more than twenty years, he was no longer the arrogant disciple of the former leader.

"Oh, I understand why Senior Brother, you are a senior disciple, never care about things. In the past, I thought that others were excluding you, but when I saw that Master still relied on you very much, it was not like someone could exclude you and stand aside. It turned out that he was giving up. Oh, Senior Brother, why are you doing this? If you torture yourself like this, Miss Ling'er will not be resurrected from the dead."

Xiao Wu said aside.

"I hate myself for being cowardly and incompetent back then, and I couldn't find the murderer who killed Ling'er, and I didn't even dare to say the relationship between us. Moreover, how much did I love Ling'er at that time? If I really loved Ling'er, I would have searched everywhere when I couldn't wait for her, and maybe I could find Ling'er in the well, and she wouldn't die. At that time, I loved face and thought I was a master disciple. From the bottom of my heart, I was very afraid of Ling'er's identity as a village girl. Ling'er treated me sincerely, but I didn't treat her with sincerity. From this point of view, it was understandable that she thought I had killed her."

After hearing Qiuye say this, Lao Jia sighed with emotion.

A sixteen-year-old girl was pushed into the cold well. Maybe when Qiuye arrived, she was still breathing and wanted to call for help. She heard the footsteps of her lover, and there might be a call, but she listened helplessly as the footsteps went away. What a desperate scene!
Chapter completed!